Seeing his hard-on, I am reminded of what happened in the hospital. My virgin pussy never felt anything remotely close to the pleasure he gave me. I moan as I relive his touch.
“You’re supposed to be resting, not thinking about what I’m going to do to you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” I don’t mean to sound needy, but he left my pussy throbbing and wet. His look tells me he’s happy with my response.
“Yes, tomorrow. You heard the doctor’s instructions. She said to take it easy for the next twenty-four hours. So that’s what we’re going to do, but once that’s up, you best be prepared for the best orgasms of your life. I’m fucking you until neither of us can stand.”
I moan and rub my thighs together because his words only serve to turn me on even more. He groans and grips his cock as he watches me squirm.
“Fucking shit. You need to get some rest. I’ve got some things to take care of for tomorrow, so I’ll be working in the room down the hall. If you need anything, just shout and I’ll be here.”
I want to tell him what I need is between his legs, but he’s right, and I don’t wish to push the poor man. He keeps staring at my pussy, and I know he wants it as much as I want to give it to him. He turns to walk out of the room but doubles back, bends over my pussy, takes a deep, greedy sniff then bites my cunt and growls, “Mine.” Then he walks out the door.
I throw my head back on the pillow and instantly regret it. The headache that seems non-existent when Trent’s in the room hits me full force. I’m aching all over and I know I can’t find any sort of relief for another two hours when I’m able to take my ibuprofen. They offered me stronger medication, but the pain wasn’t that bad at the time. They told me my adrenaline was high making the pain disappear, but I still didn’t accept that I was really hurt, so I dismissed their offer for Vicodin.
I must’ve been more exhausted than I thought because I fell asleep, waking up to Trent sitting beside me with a laptop in his lap and the sexiest pair of glasses I’ve ever seen on his face. The man was spectacular before the glasses, but this—fuck— it screams take me hard, sir. His face is in full concentration mode as he looks at whatever it is he’s working on. His strong jaw is tightened as his teeth hold tight to his lip. I just want to go up and bite it for him. He must have showered and changed because his hair is wet and he’s shirtless. My heart is pounding and my pussy is palpitating. His muscles are bigger than I thought they were, and his chest is rock solid. His skin is not baby smooth. No, it’s covered with a thin layer of light brown hair to match the hair on his head. He must’ve felt me looking at him, or maybe, it’s the panting sigh I let out because he turns to me with a smile that further heats my flesh.
“You’re up, Bunny,” he says with a soft, welcoming smile. He takes his laptop and places it on the bedside table, then pushes my body back down onto the pillow and leans over me. “Fuck, Bunny. You know you talk in your sleep.”
“I do?”
“Yeah, you do.” He nods; his eyes look so promising.
“What did I say?” I know that it can’t be something too bad because he’s smiling.
“I heard you moan and cry out so I rushed into the room thinking you were having a nightmare, but it wasn’t a bad dream you were having. Just know, you’re damn lucky it was my name I heard you calling out to please you because I would’ve had to come into your dreams and drag the fucker out, beating him to death. You’re mine.” His words only make my body melt and I’m on the verge of coming. I shouldn’t want to be his. He’s just my hot neighbor who is rumored to be a mean, solitary man.
“Are you aching, my bunny?” I only nod because it’s all my body can do when he looks at me. “If you be a good girl, I’ll take the ache away. Are you going to be a good girl?”
I nod again, but he demands a verbal response. “Yes, I’ll be good,” I pant. He smirks before moving down the bed, pulling the covers from my body. I gasp when I feel the cooler air hit my bare pussy. “I’m naked.”
“I know, I couldn’t resist. It was fucking nice to stroke my cock while I thought about how badly I wanted to be in your pussy.” His eyes narrow on the wetness he can see on my thighs. Trent climbs onto the bed and gently moves his hands up my legs, his eyes focus on mine, but he doesn’t stop teasing me. His hands massage my calves and then he begins the journey back up. When he reaches my thighs, he parts them roughly, forgetting I’m still recovering until I let out a rough howl of pain. “Bunny, I’m sorry. I forgot.”